A nine-step holy king exudes holy power, causing great changes in the surrounding area.
In the sky, black clouds surged, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.
On the ground, strong winds were blowing, and the holy energy of heaven and earth seemed to be boiling.
"The most beautiful seal."
The one-arm of Zangxin Venerable became colorful, making the air bulge and turn into circles of air waves, attacking Zhang Ruochen below.
"The colorful seal is an exquisite mid-level holy art. It is integrated with the rules of the palm, and it can be said to be infinitely powerful.
Faced with this overwhelming blow, Zhang Ruochen could use space to move and escape back to Wangshan. Even the monks in the Netherworld Temple thought that he would do this.
However, Zhang Ruochen stood motionless, the holy energy in his body running wildly.
Venerable Zangxin curled his lips and thought to himself, "A few days ago in Tongming River, I casually struck out a palm force, but the wind of the palm fell on Zhang Ruochen, causing him serious injuries."
"The colorful seal is a strike I have accumulated. It is many times more powerful than the palm I used that day. Zhang Ruochen actually wants to take it hard. Okay, this palm will beat your holy body to pieces."
¡°Whoa¡ª¡ª¡±? Zhang Ruochen stepped back with his right foot and pulled it into a lunge.
Opening the Eight Dragon Umbrella, a bright golden light suddenly appeared on the umbrella surface.
"Bang."
The palm print of Zangxin Venerable hits the Eight Dragon Umbrella, just like ringing the great bell of the world. The energy of the Holy Dao spreads outward in circles, destroying everything around it.
Zhang Ruochen's figure slid backwards for several miles before he stabilized his figure.
The whole body was embedded into the ground, the holy energy in the meridians and holy veins surged violently, the blood in the blood vessels boiled even more, and the internal organs seemed to be out of place, but in the end, the blow was blocked.
"How is it possible?" Zangxin Zangxin couldn't believe it.
If it were Zhang Ruochen who was in the realm of the Six-Step Saint King, he would probably be quite surprised if he could not kill a Three-Step Saint King with all his strength.
"After breaking through to the realm of the Six-step Holy King, my strength has indeed greatly increased."
Zhang Ruochen became excited, laughed loudly, and all the holy energy rushed towards the Eight Dragon Umbrella.
"Ouch! Ouch!"
Eight golden dragons rushed out from the umbrella and counterattacked the Zangxin Venerable.
Venerable Zangxin immediately flew backwards, and eight golden dragons chased after him, circling around his body and shooting out dragon claws that made the air crackle.
"Buzz."
Venerable Zangxin stretched his hands outward, and then a bell-shaped shadow appeared, knocking all eight golden dragons away.
"You also take my sword."
Zhang Ruochen grasped the hilt of Shen Yuan's ancient sword with both hands, and dense kendo rules surged out of his body. At the same time, the inscriptions on the sword body continued to emerge.
The sword was like a stream of light, and it struck in front of the Venerable Zangxin in an instant.
Venerable Zangxin didn¡¯t have time to think too much, and he took out a round shield of the level of a sacred weapon with ten thousand patterns and blocked it in front of him. The shield rotated rapidly, forming an increasingly larger vortex, with extremely chaotic power intertwined in the vortex.
Zhang Ruochen has made great progress in his swordsmanship during the two years he has been in seclusion.
Although I have not yet cultivated Jian Jiu to the Great Perfection, it has grown a lot compared to two years ago.
Zhang Ruochen read the word "broken" in his mouth.
"Crack."
That shield, which was at the level of a sacred weapon with ten thousand patterns, looked like it was made of ceramics, but it was shattered by a sword.
"My lead shield seal"
Venerable Zangxin¡¯s eyes turned as red as blood, and it was difficult to accept the fact that a shield with the level of a six-flare, ten-thousand-marked holy weapon was actually so vulnerable?
In the past two years, Shen Yuan's ancient sword has refined a large number of holy weapons, and has transformed into seven glorious holy weapons with ten thousand patterns.
On the altar, Feng Chengdao's eyes narrowed and he said: "Legend has it that Zhang Ruochen's sword and Queen Kunlun's blood-dropping sword were both forged from the material of creation. With one sword in hand, everything in the world can be cut off. Fighting soldiers. It may not be easy for Venerable Zangxin to defeat Zhang Ruochen."
The faceless man smiled: "If you hide your mind and fail to take down Zhang Ruochen, you will definitely become a joke in Youshen Temple."
Feng Chengdao added: "Venerable Zangxin's own combat power can only be regarded as the weakest among the nine-step holy kings. In addition, with a broken arm, the holy energy is not flowing smoothly, and his strength has dropped even more. . However, his most powerful thing is actually controlling the zombies. It is easy to deal with Zhang Ruochen."
Shen Yuan's ancient sword instantly absorbed the soldier's energy and essence from the broken shield, and then,The look of anger.
The faceless man holding the holy staff burst into laughter, then drove the black altar and rushed towards the King's Mountain.
The faceless man¡¯s spiritual power has reached the early stage of the fifty-ninth level. Just like this, even if there are space formations and time formations blocking him, he can still feel the rich holy energy of heaven and earth in Wangshan. There, it is very likely that it is a holy land of awakening.
Anywhere that awakens the Holy Land must have a large amount of cultivation resources.
As for Zhang Ruochen, if Venerable Zangxin and Feng Chengdao take action together, they must be dead or not, so don¡¯t worry about it.
"The black altar contains some mysterious power, and the space maze outside Wangshan Mountain cannot withstand it. Even the time mark was blocked by the black brilliance emanating from the altar.
The holy monks in Wangshan all panicked.
¡°If so, if a large number of masters from the Netherworld Temple were allowed to break into King Mountain, the consequences would be disastrous.
The wonderful little Taoist remained calm and composed, saying: "You all lend your holy energy to the poor Taoist and blast him down."
The holy energy of Tunxiangtu, Demonic Ape, Xiechengzi, and a group of saints and semi-saints all attacked Zhenmiao Taoist. At the same time, the Purple Gold Bagua Mirror slowly flew up and floated into the air, emitting thousands of purple lights. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com